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A cold breeze followed Wraith, a permanent companion in her journey, wisps rippling through her pale coat, kissing her ears with the whispers of lost thoughts. Scents of familiar places and alien homes ran alongside her. She was moving through the alien wilds, forests, hills, mountains. All fell behind her. She moved with a steady pace, never staying in one place long enough to be seen if she could avoid it. The occasional left over prey showing her passing. 

This is time she found herself walking along the wide beach, the endless sea rolled off to her side, the breath of wind bringing the tang of salt around her. Copper eyes watched indifferently as waves rolled in one after the other. For a moment she was lost, reflecting on the journey that brought the girl the worlds end, as she thought of the endless sea. Her quiet revert was broken when the smell of salt, sand, and birds was suddenly interrupted by the unmistakable intrusion of another wolf. A wet wolf no less.

Wraith had no where to be, and was in no hurry to get there, with a fluid movement she turned and began a slow walk towards the offending smell. it didn't take her long to stumble on the creature. An almost mimic of herself seemed to have taken a swim in the sea. For a moment she fought the urge to move away, but she knew now was as good a time as any to end her wandering. The instinctual bristling of her fur was offset as she approached the wet creature, she stopped a few feet away and sat. "Oh, poor dear you're absolutely drenched." She spoke with a soft voice, a look of genuine concern etched on her face.